My Darling Sick Beauty

The breeze is blowing and the birds are chirping.

The light wind blows away the blood.

The car curtain is full of fragrance, which is mixed with slight blood gas to form a strange and bewitching taste.

When Jiang Zheliu woke up, the blood had not completely dissipated.

He was very tired, but he felt that his state was not so bad. On the contrary, he was much better than he imagined. He was just tired physically.

Before the chaos of the mind clear a lot. Jiang Zheliu got up from his bed, and his thin shirt slipped from his shoulder with the movement, exposing a large area of skin on his chest, and getting red and swollen with biting somewhere... It seems that the consequence of conniving at the little devil is that he will be bitten a few times.

There are kisses on his clavicle and shoulder, but it seems that he has a sense of propriety, just a few rose marks.

Jiang Zheliu raised her hand and pressed her forehead. The other hand pulled the clothes by the way and pulled the belt loosely. She raised her eyes to a pair of magnificent purple eyes.

"..." he has a hoarse voice, "haven't you seen enough?"

"Didn't..." heard the night suddenly, almost bite the tip of the tongue, quickly changed his tongue, "I think your clothes are too white... No, your clothes are too thin."

The level of camouflage is as worrying as ever.

Jiang Zheliu took down a robe from the clothes rack on the side bar and put it on slowly. He didn't feel uncomfortable this time. He didn't know what the reason was... In the middle of the journey, on the contrary, Shushuang took up a large part of it. He was coaxed by the little devil to say a few strange words. He didn't have the face of the elder.

It's just that the other party dares to press up and press themselves to climb the bed. It seems that it's not necessary to have face. It's still the actual interests that matter most.

I'm used to it.

Jiang Zheliu lowered his head and buckled his neck and waist. The delicate and complicated buckles were hooked together, and the soft and white cloth was fitted together. He covered his body tightly, and the chain bones were not exposed.

The little devil stared at him for a while and handed him a cup of tea.

It's throat moistening. Tea is mixed with other substances. It's not bitter, but also a little sweet.

Jiang Zheliu was still tired after drinking tea. His waist couldn't make any effort. He always felt that the claws of the night had put red marks on the skin of his waist and hip, and he felt numb from the back waist to the tail vertebrae.

"It's bloody." Jiang Zheliu's reaction was a little slow, because it was difficult to recognize this faint blood gas from his own breath, "what happened?"

At that time, he did not hear Chang Qian's voice at all. Later, naturally, he was unable to distinguish the voices around him.

"Met some demons." Wen renye is a little disgusted with the word "Enchantment", but it has nothing to do with the demons themselves. It is also a fixed word handed down. Therefore, although it is disgusted, it does not use other expressions.

"Demon clan?" Jiang Zheliu frowned gently, "here?"

When he asked this, he found that he had not been able to determine his position at the same time. From the moment when the heavenly spirit body was hot, his mind was not online.

He came down from the bed, straightened out the folds on the sleeves of his robe, then raised his hand, moved the curtain and lifted it.

Blood gas is stronger.

His eyes stagnated for a moment, looking at the pool of blood on the ground outside the car, the long sword inserted into the ground, and a python more than ten meters long coiled together. The scales on his body were cold and shiny, and the snake letter hissed.

Jiang Zheliu was speechless for a moment. Then he saw the boa constrictor's head swaying around. He seemed to be in a daze for a while, and then he went back to change in a hurry. However, because he had no hands or feet, he was in a mess.

Jiang Zheliu was lucky to see a snake stretching out its limbs, and then he was lucky to see a snake head on the human body. The picture was very frightening.

He recognized Chang Qian as a child at the moment of his opponent's dullness, but he hadn't seen him for 80 years. For a moment, he hadn't estimated that the opponent had such fighting power.

Chang Qian finally regained his human form. The thin armor on his body was all mottled blood, dirty animal blood. The corner of his eye was scratched by the evil demon's claws. The blood mark was not healed, and a scarlet was elongated, which added a sharp lethality to the boy's slightly tender facial outline.

His snake pupil dilated slowly, and the letter came back in a panic and turned into a human tongue.

"... that," Chang Qian's real body was seen by his elder brother, whom he admired all the time. He felt very shy for no reason, "I..."

Jiang Zheliu saw that his boa constrictor was surrounded by several suppressed demonic demons. Although his eyes were still scarlet, they all looked listless, and they didn't have the ferocity of fighting.

Chang Qian's face is red. The child pulled out the long sword on the ground and put it in the scabbard again, making way for the immortal brother.

Jiang Zheliu's eyes turned to the demons, staring at their scarlet eyes. Then he scanned around and confirmed his position.

"Misty cloud mountain?"

This should have been the place of Zhong Lingyu.

"Is it called Miaoyun mountain?" Chang Qian asked.

He just followed Jiang Zheliu's guidance and chose the shortest way to the nether world.

"Well." Jiang Zheliu got out of the carriage and said, "I used to live here."

"Live... Live here?" Chang Qian was stunned for a moment.

The carriage still had some height. Jiang Zheliu had been tossed about for a long time. His bones were soft, his joints were not strong, and his pain was intense. He didn't notice for a moment, and almost flashed his fragile waist. Fortunately, he was helped by the little devil and protected in his palm.

You have to be middle-aged.

Jiang Zheliu was a little annoyed by this little detail, and quietly opened his opponent's hand, revealing a sense of resistance all over his body.

The little devil didn't know, so he was rejected by his lover who was just intimately touching and sleeping together. He followed Jiang Zheliu in bewilderment, observing each other's expression carefully from the side.

Jiang Zheliu was not angry with him, but with himself. In the past, when he had no motivation, he didn't care whether he was capable or not, but now he has decided to regain his hope and will naturally ask for his own recovery.

He didn't like this kind of vulnerability, but he was filled with this kind of vulnerability... With the smell of bewitching, with this kind of lazy illness.

Maybe this is also one of the reasons why people are stubborn before the night.

Wen renye watched him, watching the willow pull his sleeve, squatting in front of a demon.

The demon clan showed half of its body. It was a beaver, with a curly, thick tail trailing behind, and many scars on its body.

Jiang Zheliu held out his hand and clasped the beaver demon's chin.

The little devil was thrilled. Even the suppressed demons are very aggressive. What if they scratch them.

Jiang Zheliu's hand pulled the other party's thin chin bone, raised the little demon's face, and looked at each other's Scarlet eyes for a moment.

After a long time, he recognized the way: "Xiaoluo?"

The beaver demon's pupils trembled, the bright red in his eyes suddenly faded most of them, and then he bumped into Jiang Zheliu's arms and directly knocked him down.

How could Jiang Zheliu's body and bones be able to bear such a heavy human body crashing into his arms? He was licked several times by the beaver demon in front of him. With soft barbs on his tongue, he scraped a thin red mark.

"Don't kill him." Jiang Zheliu's first reaction was to tell Wen renye that he didn't dare to let the vinegar move freely, and then he pulled the beaver down.

The beaver demon stops in the same place, and doesn't seem to understand why Jiang Zheliu doesn't let himself lick it. He was pulled to sit on the ground, his big ears shaking twice, and his thick, fluffy tail swinging around behind him.

Jiang Zheliu wiped the wet place on his face and sighed: "it seems that there is no intelligence, only the instinct of monster."

Wen renye helped him up. He was so angry that his brow was locked all the time. If he didn't care, he would be angry to death. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the red mark on the other side's cheek with his finger. He said, "you raised it?"

"Yes, I did. Later I was sent away unintentionally." Jiangzheliu road.

"... I want to lick it, too." The little devil was so angry that he lost his mind

Jiang Zheliu: "don't

The other side seems to be even more angry and feels that he favors a beaver.

"It's just a beast, aren't you?" Jiang Zheliu is patient.

"I..."

Before the little devil had a good idea of the language, he heard the other side calmly answer.

"Forget it, you are a beast."

He was speechless at night.

Jiang Zheliu glanced at the evil demons behind the beaver demon. They were all the same, but they didn't know each other. He didn't take them in.

Has the whole demon clan in Miaoyun mountain become like this?

Although there is no overlap between the demon world and the Xiuzhen world in terms of territory division, it needs small demons and scattered demons to spread all over the human world and the Xiuzhen world, so that the demon world can stand steadily for many years as one of the six worlds with such scattered top forces.

They are widely distributed and have their own territory. The number of creatures is second only to the human world, but their overall combat power is much higher than that of the human world.

"Miaoyun mountain is famous for its soft, vigorous and full of aura." Jiang Zheliu said, "it's almost impossible to spawn evil demons here."

"Almost impossible?" I heard people ask at night.

"Well." He replied, "unless there are other factors."

Jiang Zheliu turned his head and looked at each other's purple eyes: "accompany me back to have a look?"

"Go back." Wen renye savored these two words, a little angry, "is to go, not to go back, back to the demon world is to go back."

Jiang Zheliu was amused by his more serious attitude and said to each other: "OK, then accompany me... To have a look?"

The little devil nodded with reserve.

"Good."

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Lingxiao sect is on the top of the mountain.

To be exact, the site of Lingxiao sect is at the top of Miaoyun mountain.

The head of the Immortals' sect, the number one immortal cultivation group in the world, has been destroyed. During the 80 years when Jiang Zheliu was sleeping.

But Lingxiao sect's eternal mark, the most outstanding disciple in history, has set foot on this old land again.

The Mountain Gate collapsed.

Jiang Zheliu looked down at the broken inscriptions in the soil, only the fragments of the stone tablet. It should have been written with the four words "sword meaning in the sky". But at present, there is only one word missing, and only two damaged handwriting are left.

Together with the first half of his life, there are only broken holes left. When the wind blows, you can hear the sound of whistling.

Jiang Zheliu looked at it for a while. He squatted down and picked up the stone tablets in the soil.

I've been working hard for a long time, but I can't.

be reduced to fragments.

He gave up, clapped his hands and stood up. His finger was picked up by the little devil beside him, and he wiped the ash on his finger belly with a silk handkerchief.

In fact, the empathy ability of Wen renye is not strong. The empathy ability of the whole demon clan is different from that of other races. But now he realized that the atmosphere was not right and he didn't dare to say a word.

Jiang Zheliu looked at the mountain gate, did not speak, but raised his feet across the past.

I've been through death once. Even if there are thousands of past events, they can be open-minded and open-minded. They should not be worried and hesitant, and they should always be stuck in the same place.

He tried to persuade himself.

They walked into the site.

The sword training platform has collapsed. It seems to have been cut in half. The eyes supporting the mountain gate array were broken and the walls were broken.

In my memory, the pavilion at the end of the earth where people came and went also collapsed. The gold and jade turned into rotten wood and rotted into the dust, as if this was the only result of the collapse of Guangsha.

Jiang Zheliu gazed at the Tianya Haijiao Pavilion for a while with a calm look. He even commented: "this place has been built very carefully. If it collapses, there will be no place left for Lingxiao sect."

Smell the person night stare at his eyebrow eye, feel the heart sends stuffy, didn't speak, just nod.

As expected, several landmark buildings in the back also collapsed. It seems that there was a fierce war here. Under the cover of the weathering of time, the original prosperity was scattered at a touch.

They walked all the way to xuanlingxian mansion where Jiang Zheliu lived.

Xuanlingxianfu is located on the second highest peak of Miaoyun mountain. There is no change in the appearance of Xianfu. No one seems to have set foot in it.

Jiang Zheliu guessed that after he left, Xuanling immortal mansion should be sealed by Zhu wuxinchen.

He opened the door the way he remembered. The huge door opened immediately, revealing the appearance inside.

It's all the same.

It's different from all the other places of Lingxiao school.

Everything is what Jiang Zheliu looked like when he left, one desk and one chair, exactly the same.

He just made a mistake. The last intact place left by Lingxiao sect is his old residence.

Jiang Zheliu blinked to dispel the dryness in his eyes. He stepped in and picked up the ivory paper cutter on the desk.

The blade is sharp and familiar.

"... it's not affected here." Jiang shuliu sighed.

"No Hearing the answer of the night, "where there is no one, why set foot."

"I thought the expedition of the demons would crush everything that could be crushed."

Wen renye looked at the slight smile on his lips and felt that his smile was unnatural.

Along with him, it's a bit unnatural.

"No The night whispered, "if it's useful, we expect that there will be few places crushed by iron hooves. The demons are struggling, but the whole world is struggling? "

He's right. The great world of our side was born naturally, not created by Taoists, and there was no one who could be protected by Taoists. No matter how many golden immortals are born, they cannot be protected.

If it's a "child" who has been taken care of, such as the broken boundary membrane, Daozu will mend it at will before Jinxian half steps in.

"I misunderstood it." Jiang Zheliu looked around and said, "even the ash doesn't fall. The built-in Taoist art of Xuanling immortal mansion is still running."

Wen renye followed him in and watched him pull out the classics from the bookshelf. It seemed that he wanted to take them away. With the withdrawal of books, a small object on the shelf also rolled down.

Jiang Zheliu bent down and picked up the things. At night, I can see what it is by the light——

It's a letter.

There was a line on the envelope:

"I wish you a good friend's birthday from afar, and I wish you three thousand years of longevity.". Signed by Qinglin and liezhen.

Three thousand years.

Jiang Zheliu took a look and turned around to light the lampstand on the table.

Long candle as before, faint fire.

He raised his hand and put the letter, which had been kept for many years, on the fireworks.

The writing paper curled up and fell to ashes.

"... broken willows."

The night of hearing people watching him, purple eyes staring at each other.

"Well." The River breaks the willows.

"... I'm sorry." He said.

Jiang Zheliu stared at the fire and looked up at him again: "needless to say, I understand. If you calculate carefully, I owe you a lot... "

He didn't finish.

Wenrenye hugged him and held him tightly.

Jiang Zheliu's back was against the bookshelf, and two books were knocked out of the pages behind him. The little devil's breath is warm and warm.

"I don't apologize to you as Lord of the demon world." He lowered his head, forehead close to each other, "but I as your partner, see you are not happy, but I have nothing to do."

He took a deep breath and sighed, "that's why I feel so sorry."

Jiang Zheliu's heart was suddenly touched. He lowered his head, pressed on the little devil's shoulder and said in a soft voice: "I'm not unhappy..."

"... is this lying to me?"

"All right." He closed his eyes. "A little... Just a little."

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In fact, the friendship between rosefinch green dragon and little willow was really good!

It's just that it's easy to change, but it's just that people's heart is broken.

In the eyes of night and night, your brave look is lovely.